The male god taught me to attack him

Jiang Putao rubbed her eyes vigorously, thinking she saw an extra zero.

-100?

How much hatred does this have to have a -100 favorability score?

Jiang Putao had an intuition that there was something wrong with the strategy app, so she asked immediately.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, did you send the wrong message?

The other side was quiet and there was no reply.

Ginger Grape: Is the full score 100 points?

The other side still didn't reply.

Jiang Putao kept scrolling down the interface, trying to refresh the reply, but the app was quiet, as if the reply just now was an illusion.

He quit the app angrily, and dragged the app to uninstall it.

I dragged the pink love heart to the trash can icon several times but gave up, and finally put down the phone and used the question to distract myself.

Feng Yu quit the app after reading Jiang Putao's reply. He did the same behavior as Jiang Putao, and let go of uninstalling several times.

The pink love heart was finally kept in the mobile phones of the two people.

The third year of senior high school requires that the school start half a month in advance, and the basic test will be taken directly at the beginning of the school. After the test, there will be a day off. After the official school starts, the results will be announced directly, and then the class will be adjusted according to the results.

Jiang Putao had been preparing for the exam for a long time, and she was not nervous after the two-day exam.

It's just that he would click on the Raiders app to take a look these days when he had nothing to do, but he didn't wait for the system's reply.

The number -100 always flashed in his mind from time to time, together with Feng Yu's cold face.

On the day of the official start of school, the head teacher didn't give any mental preparation, and announced the results directly in the morning self-study.

Jiang Putao's grades have improved a lot, and he successfully squeezed from Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], into Class [-], Senior [-]. Although he was only at the end of the crane in Class [-], Senior [-], he still got in.

Yang Zhiyi sat behind Jiang Putao and gave him a thumbs up with a look of disbelief.

The head teacher who had taken Jiang Putao for two years looked relieved, and greeted Jiang Putao to report to the first class now.

Jiang Putao was apprehensive, said goodbye to the students in class two, packed her things and stood at the door of class one.

The head teacher of class one was younger than the head teacher of class two. She was a woman in her early 30s. Seeing Jiang Putao, she beckoned.

Jiang Putao walked in, feeling so light and unreal.

When he successfully sat next to Feng Yu, he felt that everything was even more unreal.

The school committee of Class [-] was busy, distributing the test papers for the test. Apparently, Class [-] had also finished announcing the results just now.

Jiang Putao gently put down her things, trying not to make any noise, because Feng Yu who was sitting next to him was sleeping.

He sat on the inside of the window, lying on the table, with his arm pillowed, his cheek facing the outside, and one hand on his ear. He never opened his eyes from the moment Jiang Putao came in until he sat down.

Jiang Putao didn't dare to look too openly, he lowered his head to organize his things, and glanced at them from time to time.

The corners of Feng Yu's table were full of things, even the window sill next to it was filled with many things, such as milk tea, snacks, beautifully packaged chocolates, and even some inexplicable handicrafts.

Jiang Putao glanced at the note on the chocolate, and guessed that these were sent by someone who liked Feng Yu.

He felt a little sour in his heart. Although he always knew that there were many people who liked Feng Yu, it was the first time he felt it so intuitively.

Jiang Putao's eyes moved away from those small gifts, and slowly fell on Feng Yu's side face.

Most of his cheeks were covered by the beautiful hands with slender phalanges, and the long eyelashes could be vaguely seen, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing.

Jiang Putao squeezed the book in her hand tightly, and suddenly saw a big cut on Feng Yu's index finger, with a little blood on it, and she didn't know how it was scratched.

He paused, took out the Band-Aid from his backpack, and placed it next to Feng Yu.

The band-aid was bought by his mother. It is transparent and waterproof, and the style is a bit cartoony. It is full of little red strawberries.

Before, Jiang Putao never thought it was strange, but now seeing the little strawberry band-aid placed next to Feng Yu, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

It's like the phantom that has always been elusive suddenly appeared in real life, changing from unreal to real.

The school committee handed out the papers to Feng Yu. In the past, he would put the papers on the empty table next to Feng Yu. Now that the empty seat was occupied, he was a little dazed holding the papers.

Jiang Putao took it, folded the paper in half and put it on her stack.

Feng Yu, who had kept his eyes closed all this time, slowly opened them, glanced at his test paper and the band-aid next to him, and closed his eyes again.The teacher is not in ink, and starts to talk about the questions after handing out the papers, which is not a waste of time.

The whole morning self-study plus the first class, Feng Yu has been sleeping. The strange thing is that the teachers and classmates in the first class seem to be used to it, and no one has ever called Feng Yu.

Jiang Putao felt strange, thinking that this might be the special treatment for the first grade?

After the first period, Feng Yu who had been sleeping all this time finally woke up.

He sat up straight, brushed his hair casually, and his cold eyes fell on Jiang Putao, not surprised that he was here.

"stand up."

Seeing that Feng Yu was about to go out, Jiang Putao got up quickly.

Their seats were in the last row by the window, and there was a wall behind them. Feng Yu had to go through him if he wanted to go out.

Feng Yu didn't even look at Jiang Putao, and walked out with his long legs.

Jiang Putao saw the Band-Aid that almost fell on the ground, picked it up and grabbed Feng Yu's school uniform sleeve.

He looked at Feng Yu from bottom to top, and Feng Yu's figure was reflected in his black grape-like eyes.

"Wait a moment!"

Feng Yu stopped and looked at Jiang Putao's hand holding his sleeve, his eyes were a little cold.

Jiang Putao curled up her fingertips, immediately let go of her hand, and handed out the Band-Aid.

"this is for you."

Feng Yu walked out without looking back:

"unnecessary."

Seeing Feng Yu walk out of the classroom, Jiang Putao leaned back in her chair dejectedly.

He took out his mobile phone, checked the conversation interface of the app that had never responded, and poked the screen of the mobile phone to type.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, are you there?

Jiang Putao: I already knew that there is no strategy app in reality.

Jiang Putao: -100 is a lie, and it is also a lie that it can help me conquer Feng Yu. It is a liar APP.

He really wanted to uninstall the app this time.

Feng Yu, who walked out of the classroom, took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't want to care about it, but for some reason, he thought of the way Jiang Putao looked at him just now.

By accident, Feng Yu clicked on the dialog box.

Jiang Putao was about to exit the app, but she didn't want a sentence to pop up suddenly on the silent dialogue interface.

System: Came to the top floor of the abandoned teaching building between classes, bringing tissues.

System: -100 is true.

Jiang Putao's heart beat faster, and she lay on the table and read these two sentences over and over again.

Afterwards he asked what the system didn't reply, but this was the first time that the Raiders app gave him guidance.

Jiang Putao felt strange, and felt a little excited, mixed with a little sadness.

He also hoped that this app was real, that it could really help him conquer Feng Yu, and he also hoped that it was fake, after all, a -100 favorability score sounds too scary.

Feng Yu stepped on the bell and came back. Jiang Putao has learned his lesson this time, so Feng Yu didn't need to tell her, she just stood up and made way for her.

Feng Yu didn't sleep in this class, he piled all the messy things on the table on the window, took his test paper from Jiang Putao's stack of books, and started to listen to the class.

Jiang Putao subconsciously straightened her back and sat upright, like a primary school student in class.

Feng Yu, who was not sleeping, felt even more oppressed. He was obviously just listening to the lecture with his cheeks propped up, and when he moved his pen occasionally, Jiang Putao felt his face get hot.

Feng Yu acted very coldly, as if he didn't know Jiang Putao.

Jiang Putao thought that they really didn't know each other, that is...the relationship between the sneak shot and the deleted photo.

As get out of class was approaching, he took out a new pack of tissues and held them in his palm, and then he started to get nervous.

He didn't even know what the system was asking him to do with the tissue.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Feng Yu got up, picked up a cup of milk tea and walked out.

The students all followed the bell of the inter-class exercise to the playground. Jiang Putao walked in the opposite direction from the crowd and walked quickly to the abandoned teaching building.

Feng Yu disappeared as soon as he went out, Jiang Putao was very worried all the way, wondering if Feng Yu also went to the abandoned teaching building, what was he doing there?

The abandoned teaching building is in the corner of the school. The school has been expanding in recent years. This teaching building is too old, the location is remote, and the decoration is not cost-effective, so it has been so empty.

Jiang Putao walked up the stairs, feeling her heart beating harder every time she stepped on a step.

He stood in front of the door on the top floor, looked at the gleam of light in the crack of the door, took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door open.

Feng Yu, who disappeared after class, was standing there with a cup of milk tea in his hand, and the milk tea was spilled all over his hand. Seeing Jiang Putao opened the door, his eyes fell on the tissue in his hand.

"Student, can I borrow the paper?"

Jiang Putao's eyes widened slightly, the top floor was well lit, and the sun fell behind Feng Yu, like a layer of golden tulle.His brain froze, he walked forward stiffly, and handed out the tissue in his hand.

Feng Yu took it, threw the milk tea into the trash can, took out a tissue and wiped his hands slowly.

Jiang Putao subconsciously looked down at Feng Yu's beautiful hands, her froze brain slowly functioning, screaming all over her head:

Raiders APP is real!it is true!it is true!

After Feng Yu wiped his hands, he was about to speak, but Jiang Putao turned around and ran away like a rabbit.

Not long after he ran, he ran back again, took out a band-aid from his pocket and handed it to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu frowned slightly, but didn't answer.

Jiang Putao didn't say a word, took Feng Yu's hand and stuffed the Band-Aid to him, then turned and ran away again.

Feng Yu looked at the wide open door, and then looked down at the Band-Aid in his hand.

There are many people who like him since he was a child, and many people are afraid of him. He has become accustomed to the admiration or fear of others.

As Jiang Putao saw in the morning, it often happens that Feng Yu's table is full of gifts.

Milk tea, chocolate, handicrafts and even famous brands, there are all kinds of gifts.

Only Jiang Putao noticed the small wound on Feng Yu's finger, tremblingly handed over a Band-Aid, her eyes were clean and without any intention.

Feng Yu glanced at the wound on his finger, lowered his head and licked it, tore off the Band-Aid, and wrapped it around it.

The childish little strawberry stuck to his fingertips, the bright red color seemed to break a gap in Feng Yu's life.

Jiang Putao ran down the stairs quickly, and the phone vibrated and then ticked softly.

He clicked on the strategy app and stopped.

System: Ding!Feng Yu's favorability towards you +1!

Jiang Putao held the phone and couldn't help but jumped on the spot.

On the other side, Feng Yu was frowning and modifying the settings of the app. He turned off the prompt for modifying the favorability that came with the app, looked at the little strawberry wrapped around his fingertips, and paused.

Before Jiang Putao recovered from her excitement, she received another message from the system.

System: Thank you.

Ginger Grape: Thank you for what?

System: Band-Aid.

Jiang Putao's eyes lit up and she typed quickly.

Jiang Putao: Mr. System, can you know what Feng Yu is thinking?Is it Feng Yu who wants to thank me?

system:.

System: No.

System: Just guessing.

Jiang Putao was a little disappointed when he saw this sentence. He walked out of the teaching building, stood under the sun, and immediately clicked the "Check Favorability" button again.

Feng Yu leaned against the railing on the top floor, looking at the figure of Jiang Putao downstairs. He had already exited the app, but reopened it.

System: Favorability -99.

Looking at this line of words, Jiang Putao was so happy that he turned around twice. Although -99 was not much better than -100, this new point represented hope, and it meant that he and Feng Yu would not be like this forever stranger.

Jiang Putao was in such a good mood that she couldn't hold back and clicked "Check Favorability".

Feng Yu looked at Jiang Putao downstairs who was circling foolishly, and typed with his lips pursed.

System: -99.

Ginger grapes again.

System: -99.

Ginger grapes are ordered again.

system:.

Jiang Putao didn't take the system's cold reply seriously. He clicked "Check Favorability" several times in a row. Although the system didn't reply again, he was still happy.

He rushed back to the classroom before class started, and when he saw Feng Yu came back, he immediately moved out of his seat. He caught a glimpse of the little strawberry Band-Aid on Feng Yu's fingertips, and couldn't hide the joy on his face.

Feng Yu didn't look at Jiang Putao, his expression remained indifferent.

Jiang Putao saw that Feng Yu was flipping through the book with his finger wrapped around the little strawberry with a stern face, and with the corner of his mouth turned up, he clicked on the strategy app, first flipped through the previous chat records with the system, and then pressed the "random strategy task" button in one go.

Feng Yu glanced sideways, took out his phone calmly, and opened the app at an angle that Jiang Putao couldn't see.

Under Jiang Putao's series of "check favorability" requests, an automatic reply from his side appeared.

System: A random guide has been selected. Task: Sleeping with the male god Lianmai.

Jiang Putao, who was beside her, had put away her mobile phone and was lying on the table, her cheek was buried in her arms, and her exposed ear was slowly turning red.

Feng Yu:?